Life-Saving Transfusion
by Deborah Ann Belka Precious is the blood of Jesus, now it runs in my own veins it courses through my body so in my heart, He may reign. It pumps me full of grace, as if flows into my soul for by His stripes, I am healed in His death, I'm made whole. The crown of thorn trickles, with mercies, I don't deserve a life-giving transfusion with an endless peace reserve. Each bruise and every wound, are the markings of my sin they ooze and seep with love so my heart, He could win. The Cross represents, everything that I should be compassionate and forgiving just like Jesus is with me! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Isaiah 53:5 King James Version "But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed." Copyright 2019 Deborah Ann Belka [email protected] www.hiswingsshadow.com http://poetrybydeborahann.wordpress.com/ TO GOD BE THE GLORY! Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |
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